HDR Photography
At the northern end of Coachella Valley, civilization peters out and the wind kicks up. The seemingly endless fields of wind turbines are (unsurprisingly) well-positioned: hopping out of the car to get this shot, I was nearly knocked over by a grit-enhanced gust, the likes of which I’m not sure I’ve ever felt before.
Describing city streets as canyons is, at this point, a cliché, but that doesn’t mean that an image of San Francisco can’t be perfectly canyon-evoking.
A likely astonishing number of my childhood’s imaginary forts and escapes were on islands. Though I have no idea why, the present-day result is that my head snaps to the side with every Adirondack island I pass. What adventure could be happening there?
The endless equestrian expanse of the Kentucky Horse Park means that it’s truly possible to get lost within the wide expanse of fields, rings, and museums. It’s a whole Jurassic-Park-like work, but (to paraphrase Ian Malcolm) “At [Kentucky Horse Park], when the [ponies are bad], they don’t eat the tourists.”
Summers in Kentucky mean that horses come home from the show for evening turnout.
That, in turn, means that ponies and horses are around for… Well, everything from breakfast to birthday parties.
Sunrise over Los Angeles and SoFi Stadium; time to say goodbye to 2021. See you in the new year!
Sharing a sunrise breakfast with ponies is an experience I highly recommend.
The layers of fields, tree lines, bars, and hillsides that make up central Oregon remind me of the picturesque bucolic settings of Miyazaki movies.
Magenta-and-cyan “vaporwave” aesthetics go well with an Indio hot tub.
As we pass the shortest day of the year, I looked back to one of the longest: an endless evening, stretching out over Long Lake in the Adirondacks.
Our first post on Decaseconds debuted on this day ten years ago. I can scarcely believe it myself! In the intervening decade, both of your humble photographers finished doctorates from Berkeley and moved to new states across the country.
Looking back to how photography has changed since 2011, the rise of platforms like Instagram (have you visited Brendan’s or mine recently?) brought with it whole new aesthetics and a new generation of photographers. In spite of the possibilities that such channels allow, I still enjoy the independent posting style of Decaseconds.
In honor the past decade, I returned to RAW files from the evening of that first post and selected another image of the old, now-demolished Campbell Hall in its mummified form. Here’s to another decade!
The summer grass harvest in central Oregon makes for a sudden and dramatic shift in the geometry of the grass… To the viewer, it’s the parallel rows, though to the blades of grass themselves, I have to assume that the sudden shift to being parallel to the ground is more meaningful.
Whether it’s a hot desert afternoon or a cool desert night, the best seat by the pool appears to be the seat in the pool.
Rows of vines have been carved into the hillsides of central Oregon, with the lines of evergreen trees marking what came before.
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